Tyra uses the whip to climb across

As the elemental flies back over and patiently waits to ferry Tyra over to the other side, Diana ponders a bit. If the trip was enough to nearly tear off her pants, it'll probably rip off Tyra's tunic, as it doesn't have a belt. As funny as it would be to have Tyra suffer yet another wardrobe malfunction instead of herself for, it'd probably be safer if she didn't have to worry about her modesty and could beat up monsters without a worry. Her being without armor is worrisome enough.

"The aircurrent is really strong. No offence but you'll probably lose your tunic. Let's use the whip to climb across instead."

-"You're not messing with me are ya?" comes the reply.

"Only trying to look out for you, that's all." Diana calls back.

Diana undoes the whip from her pants and tugs on it a little. The material is able to stretch considerably, but continues to feel strong. After considering it for a few seconds, Diana walks to the pedestal and starts tying the lash in a knot around the pedestal, and then steps to the edge holding the whip's handle. She tosses the handle across to Tyra, who catches it, a little puzzled, but she then goes to tie it around the pedestal on her end. Meanwhile the elemental eventually disappears in a puff, dissipating into a mild gust, and then still air.

Upon being tied off, the whip is pulled taut over the chasm, and Tyra begins making her way across it, sliding across the lash to the other side. Tyra isn't much of a climber, and it gets a little precarious at times as she rotates and slips in a position hanging down, but she eventually makes it and Diana helps her off and onto solid ground. They can't untie the lash on the other end so they'll have to leave the whip, forcing Diana to continue holding on to her pants for dear life.

"Thanks Dee. Shame about yer belt though."

-"Let's continue. Maybe we can find some rope." Diana tugs her pants up an additional couple inches, and starts marching to the next hallway.